A Pizza Love Story

It’s another beautiful day in Italy as Emma and I explore one of the my favorite Piazzas, Piazza de Trevi. As we are sitting on the the fountain steps, a smooth but excited voice with a hint of an accent erupts a few steps behind me.

“Dude, I swear this is the best pizza I’ve ever had in my life!” It felt a bit early to be eating lunch, so to confirm I check my wrist watch.

“Someone is clearly enjoying their lunch. Or should I say breakfast.” I say to Emma and we both giggle.

He continues telling his friend how he’s never going to leave Italy because the food is just too amazing. A guy after my own heart, a foodie. His voice was soothing to my ears while full of wonder. I could tell he was the kind of person who truly lived in the moment and was absolutely loving everything about this one. He seemed full of life and energy. A happy man. At this my curiosity is burning, I must see this man. I turn around to look from where the voice, that had been bringing a smile to my face, was coming from. I’m not sure what exactly I was searching for, but as soon as I saw him I knew it had to be him. Aside from the fact that he was holding an almost non-existent piece of pizza, there was something about him.

His friend was definitely more the guy that if i saw at the bar I would have my eye on. He was quieter, tall but not too tall, skinny, white, and blonde with blue eyes. He seemed so sweet. But after being taken on this food journey, I needed to know this other guy. Not surprisingly but by the time I stopped looking at his friend, the pizza was gone. Pizza-man stretched his legs and turned his face to the sun. He was admiring the beautiful weather we had thankfully gotten. He sat there in silence, which allowed me to take a good look at him.

He was not at all the type of guy I would go for. He easily stood at 6’5″ with a tan well toned body. His face sported a well trimmed beard, and a well defined jaw and some classic RayBans. His hair tied back into a bun. A white t-shirt hugged his torso, while a grapefruit colored pair of shorts hung perfectly at his hips. A hint of a six pack appeared when he stretched. And the Sperry’s on his feet completed a perfect look. I took in every inch of that man and I was completely enthralled.

I hadn’t even noticed how long I’d been starring, until Emma spoke up.

“Had enough of that view yet?” She says nudging me.

“No. Never.”  I joke back, but I do turn back around to face the fountain. As I did so I just caught a glimpse of his friend pointing me out to him. Probably telling him how this weirdo had been starring at him for what felt like seconds but had actually been quite a few minutes.

“I think his friend noticed.” I say to Emma. “He’s probably telling him how this weirdo was checking him out.” At that she laughs. We take in the view and after a few more minutes we decide to leave. But before we left there was one thing I wanted to do, the hopeless romantic in me couldn’t help it. I grabbed a coin from my wallet, turned my back to the Trevi Fountain and made a wish. I wished that if it was fate, that I’d run into Pizza man once again. It was a long shot, but what’s the worse that could happen? I mean, I was already pretty sure I wasn’t going to see him again.

We continue on our trip around the city, exploring every inch of the city we could. A small part of me kept hoping on every corner I turned that I’d run into him. But the whole day I had no such luck. We went to dinner and it was the same. A lovely dinner with no sight of that beautiful man, just a lot of very fit Italian men. But none of them were Pizza-man.

The next day was our second to last day in Rome. We went about doing all the touristy things. At the end of the day, we were both so exhausted we considered just calling it a night. But something inside me told me, not tonight you need to be out there tonight. So l, of course, followed my gut and got ready to go get some dinner. It took some convincing to get Emma on board, but once she did we headed out. We were just going to go to a restaurant have dinner, and some after dinner drinks.

We did some research and found what seemed like a great restaurant. As I sit down in my seat, with my back to the door, I hear a familiar voice.

“Table for two.”

It can’t be. Had my wish actually come true? I quickly turn around and find my beautiful Pizza-man standing there. Today he was sporting jeans, a dress shirt and the same Sperry’s. And this time around his hair was down. It hit just below his chin and just seemed so smooth and perfect. I wanted to run my hands through his hair. Most of dinner was spent discussing with Emma whether or not we should approach. The decision was made, after dinner and after we’d ordered our drinks and paid we’d go say hello. The time came and my stomach was a mess. But the truth was, I had made a wish and it had come true. It was fate that brought both of us to the same restaurant and when a chance like that happens you have to take advantage. We both get up holding our drinks and walk over to their table. We had waited til they were done eating as well. We approach their table and they both look at us.

“So I hear Italy has the best pizza in the world.” I say hoping he realizes the reference.

“Well, I can’t disagree with you on that.” He replies with a smile.

“That’s Fountain Girl.” The friend replies softly, but loud enough so I can hear.

“Fountain Girl?” I say back.

“Well yeah. We didn’t know your name and apparently you had been looking over at us. It was only fitting. But I hadn’t expected you to be so beautiful.” He said looking me straight in the eyes.

“You caught me. But I just had to see who was the guy that was enjoying that pizza so much. And thank you.” I say smiling back.

“Please, take a seat Fountain Girl.” He says.

“You can call me Vicky.” I say taking a seat and Emma sitting next to me.

“Nice to meet you Vicky, I’m Theo.”

SPECIAL FRIDAY: The Evolution of One Direction

It’s no secret One Direction has taken over the world and wormed their ways into millions of hearts all over. With the release of their newest music video today, I felt a sense of longing. I’m about to fully disclose how true of a Directioner I am. I first heard them my Senior Year of college in my dorm room late at night. I was browsing the Youtube, as one does, and happened to stumble upon a video of a group of guys in fall attire singing. Once I learned they were Brits I was hooked. The more I dug the more I fell for them. Their goofy loveable personalities were just the right amount. That night I went on to watch every single performance from them on X-Factor. A few weeks later, I drove 6 hours to Detroit and 6 hours back to see them in concert. I own every album, every DVD, and have gone to at least one concert every tour. That basically sums up my dedication to them. I am NOT the type of Directioner that would do disgusting things for them or be glad if they ever did anything disgusting on me. (There are some of those out there and it’s terrifying.) I’d love to meet them some day, but that’s a hope I will keep for quite some time. So I thought today would be fitting to do a Flashback Friday and look over all those past music videos. ENJOY!

Aug. 2011- What Makes You Beautiful

The one song everyone knows by 1D. Catchy fun summer tune. And for us long time fans, just puts a smile on our faces remembering where it all started. It was also the anthem for girls on learning to feel beautiful.

Nov. 2011- Gotta Be You

This one was the first one I ever saw. The lovely tune mixed with the visual of boys suffering over love got to me. The fashion in this one is probably my favorite one out of all of them. Also, let’s be real, this looks exactly like you would imagine a boarding school to look like and the boys at them. PS- Still miss this Liam hair….

Jan. 2012- One Thing

This one gave every American girl major feels. Not only did it have the boys, but it showed them all around London. And from this video we all learned the essential dance moves that were later performed at concerts. And are still performed til this day. And it was actually incorporated in a later music video, can you find which one? One more thing, the fashion on this one is on point.

Sep. 2012- Live While We’re Young

This is the one that drove all the girls crazy. They are just chilling, when all of a sudden they’re in a lake. This is by far the video with the most innuendos. Big balls, microphones, bananas, you get the picture. Then they have a party and then a kiddie pool comes into play. There’s basically a lot of wet clothes and a shirtless Niall. And the classic, historic rowing dance move.

Nov. 2012- Little Things

This was the video that made every girl cry their eyes out. We took a good look at ourselves in the mirror and really appreciated every flaw we had. These boys really have a way of making us feel so perfect and beautiful it’s surprising. After this music video you really can’t do anything except wish that you meet a boy that makes you feel like these boys did. Also, just to point out this is the first video the boys strip back, are basically acoustic and the video shows them sitting around singing. Gotta go recover from all the dead on stares they gave to the camera. PS- in the midst of all this seriousness they never fail to include at least one inkling of why we love these silly boys.

Jan. 2013- Kiss You

This one takes the cake on ridiculousness. The costumes, the backdrops and the props are just so beyond our expectations that this one quickly got us dancing in our seats. And basically by the chorus we all wanted to take them home. And from this one we all got the blessing of Nialler doing the “chinny chin chin” and don’t lie to yourself…you do this at every concert. And in this one we got a lot more shirtless, when they pretend to be surfing. And We got the magical dream one 1D replicated so many times. But the highlight is Louis incredibly orange spray tan. Kiss us already damn it!

Feb. 2013- One Way or Another

This one made us see how generous and kind and selfless these boys truly are. NIALL IN A SHOWER. Also the additional footage of them in Africa made us cry to no end, because they showed us how bad things really are there and they cry so in turn we cry. The cool thing about this one is the video takes place in Japan, Africa, NYC, and London. Louis pelvic thrust.

Jul. 2013- Best Song Ever

This was the first one we saw their acting skills and a story line. Also, this was a shocking one. Niall and Louis dressed as old fat men,and Zayn is a beautiful woman. Zack…oh yes boys check out Zayn. MARCEL is the most precious thing in the world. “Cute as a button every single one of you.” Is a tag line I’ll remember for quite some time. Leeroy was too fab. “Liam you stay exactly as you are because you are Purr-fect.” And then they break everything. Brilliant. It was also the theme song to the movie. Marcel’s freaking out/crying face became the most popular meme on the internetz. And here it is the music video that incorporated a whole dance routine, but one only 1D could pull off.

Nov. 2013- Story of My Life

This is by far one of the most creative and well done video of theirs. I love that it incorporates their family members and really showing us their personal life more than we already see. The evolving pictures really makes for a great video.

Jan. 2014- Midnight Memories

What a horrible party they’re at. And this is where they turn it around and really go have some fun. I’m glad their idea of fun is at a restaurant Also a girl turning down Niall, would NEVER happen in real life. That Irish cutie is too irresistable. And these boys are so resourceful finding alternative modes of transportations. Also elderly people in the boys video is just perfect. And then stealing a cops boat, classic. Ending with the tower bridge is just so great.

Apr. 2014- You & I 

Multiplying boys, every Directioners dreams. This one again so simple, just them walking down a pier. But how many girls wouldn’t kill to be walking down hand in hand with these boys. Also another Directioner dream, the boys turning into each other. (As creepy and weird as that is)

Oct. 2014- Steal My Girl

This one is also incredibly ridiculous. But it portrays all the boys in their own unique ways. It incorporates all these hillarious events. The outfits were just as crazy and it really just put a smile on my face. It made me sing along, dance along and really just enjoy the video. But let’s be honest, that chimp steals the show entirely.

Bottom line is, no two 1D music videos are the same. They are so different and range from crazy funny to deep and meaningful. I think I covered all the music videos but if there is any of them I missed, feel free to comment. Hope you enjoyed this walk down memory lane like I did.

Much love always,

xx

Dream Home

Growing up many girls dream of two things: their perfect wedding and their perfect house. Today I will be talking about the latter and hopefully giving you a visualization of my dream house.

On the outside I like the look of big stones, and a dark door. Almost looking like a castle. On the inside, as soon as you walk in there is a foyer with something hanging on the wall for keys and mail. Under that would be a small bench to take shoes off and put them on with little baskets to keep shoes. Behind the door would be a closet for the coats.

To the right would be the living room. I love when a living room is open til the ceiling, meaning there is no room above the living room. A big beautiful chandelier hangs from the ceiling. The living room would have neutral colors with throw pillows and blankets that would change colors whenever I felt like the room needed a new look. The TV lies above a fire place and there is plenty of seating.

Across the foyer to the left of the front door lies closed wooden sliding doors. In most movies, TV shows and real life situations an office or a library tends to be the men’s escape room. But in my house it is a place where we can all go. The color scheme for this room is dark brown wood, light blue and beige. As soon as you walked in you would be met with a beautiful room. Straight ahead are decorative book shelves holding some of the favorite books at the moment. To one side you would see a bay window with pillows and a blanket. Next to that a light blue old fashioned desk sits with a beige leather chair. The desk is filled with my notebooks for all the different projects I am involved in. On the other side of the room you would find my husband desk with all of his important documents. Next to his desk is a  small stair case that leads to a balcony. Again this room is taller than most to add to the grandeur of the library. In this balcony you can find bookshelves lined with books and other shelves full of movies. On the balcony there are also pillows on the floor that would allow our kids to enjoy a good book. This space would allow the kids to build a puzzle, or read, or draw, or write or even just listen to music. This room has a place for every family member and tends to their specific needs.

  

(Just an example of the desk and chair I would have.)

Behind the living room you’d find a beautiful dinning room. A gentle mint color on the walls, with whites and blacks would make this room a very elegant room. A black wood table would take center stage with a glass vase holding orchids in the middle of it. To the side would have a small glass cupboard that could also serve as a small buffet area. This would be perfect for throwing dinner parties.

Next to the dinning room you would find the kitchen.The kitchen would be big with an island and stools on one side of that island. I like the idea of having people keeping each other company while just sitting down. The appliances are all stainless steel. The color scheme I’d like is warm colors, so maybe along a warm yellow or orange. There would always be a bouquet of sunflowers to bring the room a warmth and friendliness. Kitchens are places that bring me a lot of joy. I would like as much counter space as possible with the idea of being able to have people be in there and talk to me as I cook.

Outside the dining room you’d find the backyard. A deck with seats that would allow for night time parties or weekend barbecues would be a classy comfy location. To one side you’d find a great pool with lots of swimming space. The pool would have a rock waterfall to add a realistic look. To the other side you’d find a rock fireplace, that would be perfect for late night talks with friends or a family marshmallow nights.  In the backyard there would be enough room for the kids and dogs to run around. And lastly there would be a small little area for a homey garden. I would be able to grow veggies, and spices (Basil, green onions, etc).

On the second floor you’d find a master bedroom that would be decorated with blues and greens. The master bathroom would include two sinks and two mirrors and a large shower. And for those stressful days a Jacuzzi is the perfect getaway from the kids. I would definitely like to keep the bed I have now, because it is the most perfect bed I have ever laid on.

The number of kid rooms depend on the number of kids. As babies their nursery would break from stereotypes. When I was born my mom, thankfully, dressed me in  yellows, greens and blues and not in pinks like tradition. She didn’t want me to fall for the stereotype of girls wear pink and that certainly influenced me to love all colors and have blue as my favorite color for most of my life. As they grow up I would allow them to exercise their creative abilities within the room design. If my son likes dinosaurs, Dinosaurs will be a big part of the room. If my daughter loves pirate ships, then that would be a part of the room decor. I’d like to think, I’d given them the freedom to design their room to express who they are. We would probably have to change it every 5 years as they grow up and enter different phases, but I think it would be fun.

By no means this is exactly how I would like my house, because my mind changes. So for now, this is what I would realistically love to do. As you can tell, it’s nothing incredibly expensive and out there. I’m not asking for a mansion with 20 rooms, because realistically I wouldn’t even know what to do with that much space. But I think it’s a nice idea of how my home would be encouraging to physical activity as well as exercising the mind. Just writing this out gave me such joy and brought a smile to my face. I just imagined how homey my dream home is.

Hope you enjoyed!

Much love always,

xx

One Can Only Dream…

So sometimes our dreams take twists and turns that feel so real, that even after being awake for several hours you still remember them as if it actually happen. Today I’d like to tell you all about my dream from last night.

Much of the beginning of the dream is a haze. What I do remember is being in a mall and seeing Jack Harries from afar. Except of course i had my hair in a bun, was in a bathrobe and slippers. Needless to say I was not in a condition to be in public much less to meet Jack Harries. All of a sudden I get a text to my phone that Jack had just tweeted. He had played a prank posting a picture of a girl that looked like him as a “selfie.” I laughed and kept walking. Somehow walking out past the doors, transformed me. I was decently dressed to be in public now. I keep walking and suddenly I see Prince William (yes the actual Prince Will of England). He seemed super nervous for something and surprisingly I was able to stop close to him, and I said “Don’t worry. Take a deep breath and everything will be fine.” I have no idea what he was even getting ready for but he smiled and thanked me for the encouragement. I was now in a parking lot and I kept walking. Suddenly I see a small group of people with a camera facing a bus. Inside there he was again, Prince William. Except he was on the phone and yelling and hitting the poles of the bus. No idea what was happening so I stayed and watched. Somehow I was standing next to the bus door and when it suddenly opened and he ran out towards me, it scared me so I screamed. He went behind another bus while the whole crew around and myself started laughing. They explained to me how he was playing a practical joke on someone. (I know the dreams is full of pranks and weird things) So i begin walking behind the bus and he’s there crouched down, so I take a seat with him. He apologizes for scaring me and begins talking to me as if we were old friends. He thanks for me for all the kind words and that he was thankful I had been there helping him through it all. And then somehow my parents show up and I’m giving them looks like ‘DO YOU SEE WHO I’M TALKING TO!!!’ But my mom gives me a look of like ‘really? him? he’s not attractive at all.” And I’m like “Mom, Dad, meet Prince William. THE PRINCE WILLIAM.” And finally they’re both like “OH!” So then after making a fool of themselves they disappear. So I keep talking to Will and I’m like ” I’d just like to say, with all due respect, Kate is just absolutely beautiful. Like stunning.” And he’s like “She is isn’t she?” And I’m like “YES! Flawless. And her fashion sense is just perfect.” And he’s like “She really is beautiful.” And I’m like “And honestly she looks like she is just so kind.” And he’s like “She is a absolutely lovely. Kindest woman I know.” And basically we were gushing over how perfect Kate is. And then as I asked him for a picture, and he agreed, I woke up. Saddest waking up I’ve had in a while.

Hope you all enjoyed my crazy dream. Feel free to share some of yours.

Much Love Always,

xx

Brits vs Americans

Good Morning Everyone,

So let’s talk about one of my favorite subjects today…BOYS! More specifically, I want to explain to people why British boys make girls weak at the knees and what makes us go crazy for them. Now I am basing my comparisons not only based on the American boys I personally know but also American Youtubers and Celebs to British boys I’ve met and Youtubers and Celebs. This post by no means applies to all boys and it is simply my opinion, not a worldwide accepted truth. I can classify my preference in British men in three categories: Manners/Charm, Look, and Accent. Allow me to explain.

Manners/Charm

While there are plenty of American boys with good manners, most tend to either be rude or neither rude nor polite but something in the middle. However, and I’m not sure why, British boys tend to be so well mannered. Not saying they are all super proper and perfect but more likely than not they say “please” and “thank you” and “excuse me.” Plus let’s be honest, even their swear words sound better than ours. The Brits that tend to be more proper usually are the posh ones from London.

Look

There is no denying that in general the Brits have a natural beauty to them. And once their sweet accents reach your ears, your eyes immediately adjust to a a level or two more of hotness. But this category is mostly centered around Fashion. You heard me, Fashion! There is a MAJOR difference between American boys and Brit boys. Brit boys know how to dress themselves. American boys yes you can get dressed up for an event or something but on a day to day basis, a t-shirt and jeans is good enough. And while a Brit boy can wear the exact same outfit, his choice in t-shirts are a bit better, better fitting jeans, and perfect. From an everyday look to a special event, the Brits know a man should look. To me how a man dresses can say a lot about himself. They care about physical appearance but it isn’t everything they think about night and day. While I feel American boys that tend to dress well, more often than not are extremely conceded. ( I know this one from personal experience.) Fit Americans care about every calorie intake and check themselves out in every mirror. (Sure, there is a little exaggeration here but you get what I mean.) Fit Brit boys know how to eat and work out and dress well without that being all their focus. They understand the balance.

Americans:                                                                                        Brits:

  

Even Google agrees. Same outfits, styled completely different and look so much better. Also, I’d just like to add as I googled ‘typical british boy fashion’ and I got countless pictures of One Direction. (Just pointing it out.)

Accent

This one is a given. Every girl and guy knows that as soon as you hear the hint of a Brit accent, knees automatically get weaker and we feel like melting into the ground.

Anyways that’s what goes on in this twisted mind of mine. Like I said this is my opinion and by no means the only right one. Let me know what you think.

Much Love Always

xx

What Has Society Come To

More often than not I find myself yelling at my sister to put her phone down and talk to me. Or looking disapprovingly to my friends who are on their phones instead of watching the movie playing in front of us. And more than anything judging strangers who are sitting at the dinner table looking at their phones. It is so sad how in today’s society your likeness is measured in the number of followers and likes you get. My sister sometimes turns to me and says “I got 100 likes on my insta pic.” And I feel a sadness inside because today’s young girls measure their self worth on how many likes a picture got. It’s no secret that since the beginning of time, young people feel the necessity to be validated by their peers and “friends.”  With the technology today that acceptance can be quantified which only adds to the pressure of being a teenager.

I personally try to live my life balancing both the technology that allows me to communicate with friends who are far, and the day to day interaction. If I am at dinner with someone, you will find my phone in my purse totally ignored. And more and more I try to avoid taking out my camera at concerts because I’ve noticed how involved I get with taking a good picture instead of enjoying the music. So I take a few pictures and maybe record a song for 30 secs and enjoy the rest of the concert. In the back of my mind, I know someone else is recording the whole thing so if I really want to relive it, YouTube allows me to do so.

I just wish today’s generation would realize that there is so much more to life than the brightly lit screen in front of them. For proof that today’s generation is so out of touch with people, allow me to retell an experience I had. I went to the beach with my sister and some of her friends. We were sitting at the beach on a beautiful sunny day with the beautiful ocean in front of us and they were all on their phones. I looked at all of them in complete disbelief. How could they be so out of touch with reality to appreciate the beautiful day in front of them and actually talk to each other. I told them all to put their phones away and talk or play a game. They all looked at me like I had 3 heads. I’m sure the train of thoughts were “Talk to each other. What do you think we’re doing on our phones.” “This girl is crazy. Who even has conversations face to face?” My guesses at least. I can tell  you this, once I convinced them all to put their phones away and play a scattergories style game, we all laughed until our abs hurt. This story just proves one thing, that if people actually take the time to show the young generation that there is more outside their phones they can really interact and enjoy life like we grew up.

Most often, I wish I could go back to being a kid not only because you lived a carefree life, where your biggest worries was doing your cursive properly or your addition homework right. But because that was a time that nothing was a stupid idea and your imagination could run wild. Running outside with your dog was the best time of your life. And playing with other kids was essential. Today’s kids are growing up in a world of isolation where your interactions with others happen on a screen.

So this is what I have to say to older generations, we have an obligation. Whether you are an older sibling, a parent or friend to a younger generation kid, show them what it’s like to live a life where people interaction is normal. And if you yourself happen to live glued to your phone, put it down for an hour or so. I can promise you it’s an incredibly liberating experience. I love traveling abroad for the simple fact that I am forced to rely solely on myself and my ability to communicate with others without technology. You don’t have to get rid of technology altogether but just limit the use of it so you can truly enjoy the life that is happening right in front of you. Go out and live your life! Have amazing experiences alone or with people. Whatever you do, just makes sure you are focused on that and not on the technology you carry.

So after a lot of rambling I shall end this with a perfect quote I read this morning: ” Life moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.” –Ferris Bueller

What Do You Want To Do?

“What do you want to do?” A question we often hear when we are young and starting out our careers. Or a question often directed at kids who barely even know all the options the world has to offer. And a question I’ve struggled with for many years.

Growing up, I felt a strong sense of sureness and that I knew exactly where I wanted to go in life. I wanted to be happy, successful and love the job I did. And that was a good enough thing for me to believe for a long time. When i was applying to college, again a strong sense of sureness filled me and I knew I wanted something in Business. When I got to college was when every ounce of sureness I had, disappeared.

People wanted to know exactly what I wanted to do. They wanted a title to label me as. But the more I tried, the less I felt anything fit me. I was good at accounting but that lifestyle seemed incredibly boring to me. Finance made sense, sometimes. And Economics, forget about it, nothing about it made any sense to me. Yet I persevered and did my best to get a degree. When it came time to decide what I’d be graduating in, Marketing seemed like the logical answer. It had aspects of business, creativity and people all in one major. The field is also sooo extensive that it made sense. Really, it was my cop-out reasoning to not have to label myself specifically just yet. “It’s such a vast field, you can do a lot in it.” Was always my response when people asked me why I’d picked it. Truth be told, I was buying myself more time to figure out what I wanted. But even after finding my “label”, jobs within that field were “vast” that it made searches nearly unbearable.  I couldn’t find anything I wanted to do, because it seemed a lot of Marketing jobs I found were clumped together with Sales. Sales and marketing are as different as apples and pears. Yet in the business world they are often clumped together because they’re “similar enough.”

Now, 2 and a half years after I’ve graduated I think I’m finally figuring out what I want. And as fully expected, it’s as unconventional as I am. From a young age, I’ve been very different from other people and I’ve always been fully okay with it. Self-doubt obviously comes with being human, but thankfully I’ve never disliked myself for being different. While young girls wanted to play with Barbies, I preferred playing mommy with baby dolls and with my dogs. While other girls wanted to be princesses, I wanted to be a vet then a model. When kids were ordering Happy Meals, I was ordering salads from McDonalds. I was never part of the cool kids in high school. And at 23, I love boy bands. Nothing about me has ever been stereotypical or traditional. So it came as no surprise that what I wanted to do was unconventional.

Driving home today thinking about my life and everything I love to do, I started to finally picture my life in a way I’d actually like to live it. I’ve realized planning events is something that will always give me gray hairs but will always bring me excitement and joy. And as much as I’ve abandoned recently my Youtube channel, making videos and feeling like what I have to say might actually mean something to some people, gives me great joy. So, I think the ideal job/life for me would be to do Event Planning part-time and Youtubing the other part. It would give me enough time to do both and I think would be the best of both worlds.

I’m really excited that I think I’m finally finding what I want to do and making goals for myself. Obviously the Youtube thing will only work if people are interested and care about what little old me has to say. But I’d like to at least try. So those are the thoughts running through my head today. I hope you enjoyed it and let me know what you think! Do you have any idea what you want? Any suggestions for me?

Much love as always!

V

Just a Little Something About Love…

If there is one thing I feel I’m relatively good at writing about it’s love. Anything related to love, like, boys, relationships and the whole process of falling for someone is something I can express and love talking about. So it’s no surprise that after reading an article on love, I felt the need to give my opinion on it.

Some friends on Facebook posted this article: Why Casual Dating is Ruining Us All.

Now I have mixed feelings regarding this article. As I started reading this article I was nodding my head strongly agreeing with what the author was talking about.

“We were born into a generation centered on an ever-expanding growth of technology.”

Yes. That is true we were born into a world that is constantly improving technology, creating things we never imagined were even possible.

“Where our parents were wearing each others letterman jackets and mailing love letters, we—yes, the rejected, sad, lonely 20-somethings—are exploring Tinder for “something casual” and staring wide-eyed at the ellipses on our iPhone screens, praying that what we just typed, thoroughly and totally without autocorrect’s help, doesn’t make us sound like the emotional wrecks that we actually are.”

Now here is the first issue that came up on my radar. Firstly, can we just all agree generalizing that everyone has IPhones is just simply incorrect. I am proudly an owner of an Android and getting very frustrated at the incorrect terminology. People need to start realizing that the correct terminology would be smartphones not IPhones. (Sorry for my little Anti-Apple rant)

Secondly, there is a lot of mixed feelings from this point on. I absolutely agree that starting from our generation people are so focused on their technological devices that sometimes people forget there is even life beyond the screen.

The truth is, people are too scared to put themselves out there. Here’s an interesting point regarding that: As I’ve met more and more people in the world from different backgrounds and nationalities, one thing I’ve noticed is very apparent. Typically the people, male and female, who are scared to put themselves out there, in terms of love, are generally Americans. Europeans and Latin Americans for the most part have no trouble displaying emotions. This is true from the moment you meet one of us, we give you a kiss or a hug. We don’t even know you and here we are breaking every boundary of personal space and awkwardness. That automatically puts you at ease and makes you more comfortable to share how you really feel. And as far as the Asians I have met, most of them are quiet but when it comes to relationships they hesitate less to get into them. But Americans seem to be so terrified, as if getting rejected or hurt would tear them apart and end life as they know it. It’s really quite interesting that in a country that fosters so much freedom, the one people seem to lack is the freedom to express your feelings towards those you like. Sorry for the diversion of the topic, back to the article.

And the next few paragraphs go on to describe how much our generation has changed due to all this technology added into our day to day. I will gladly say, I am very guilty of not liking talking on the phone. I prefer to text over calling any day. But that doesn’t necessarily mean that I am dead inside. And if a boy I liked called me, you better believe I’m answering that phone.

The article continues on to describe how because people are scared of commitment and rely so heavily on technology that it’s started a culture of casual dating. Yes and No. I do think the technology can be to blame in fostering this kind of culture. But also a lot of it has to do with personal choices and freedom. We’re not just evolving technology but also every decade things seem to get more liberal and people take advantage of that freedom to do exactly as they wish. And just because you are interested in casual dating it does not mean that you are completely opposed to serious relationships.

I think different moments in your life can reflect your choice in relationships. For example, I am at a point in my life where trying to start a serious relationship is not the best choice for me. So I am in the boat of 20-somethings having fun in casual flings. Doesn’t mean if an opportunity for a serious relationship came up, I’d reject it.

Basically, I think there are people in the world who do both. There are people in world who are too scared and therefore stick to the casual, so they don’t get hurt.  And there are people who would never do anything casual and would only get into serious relationship. I think an article generalizing the entire generation fits into one category is just wrong. I do get that the article was trying to say that the culture we live in now fosters this more laid back and non-commitment choice.

Now comes the part that I disagreed and was almost offended by it.

“But, I propose that those rule-breaking, anarchist crazies are indeed still out there, hiding under a rock, where the shame of their fully-beating hearts aren’t on display for the rest of the robots. And they’ve almost given up. They’ve been burned and bruised, but aren’t quite broken. Let’s be those people, it’s not too late. Let’s refuse to believe that romanticism is dead and buried.”

First off, I am a romantic through and through. (And I think it’s pretty clear based on the entries I write.) So, to say that we are in shame, is just absolutely completely insulting. I am a proud romantic (and I’ve met PLENTY of proud romantics) who has a wonderful life. If anything I try my best to spread the romanticism in this cynical world. It is true that we’ve been burned and bruised and that we’ve gotten close to giving up when things are really bad. But the beauty of it all is, just like a phoenix we rise from the ashes with new hope every time. We hold on to hope and the idea that there is something great and magical out there. And i do appreciate you trying to convert people to our ways. Because honestly it’s a beautiful life. While people ask us how do we do it, the better question is “why don’t you?”

So my rant ends here. And I will leave you all with quite possibly my favorite part of the article.

“So, this is for all the people who ever screamed that they loved someone at the top of their lungs. This is for the people who would tell someone that they’re magic, just so they knew. This is for the people in our generation who don’t like the casual, don’t want the casual, but the oh-so-scary, unexpected, beautiful, ridiculous feeling that comes from loving someone, from being loved. It’s for the people who still believe in love letters and letterman jackets, and the people who ******* call.”

Much love always.

Fate Will Have It’s Way

Hello! 

So I like to think I’m pretty open to anyone who reads this page. Well, today’s post will be another one of those where I open my heart to all of you and tell you what’s really going on. So strap in and let’s go on this ride together.

The past two posts I’ve made have been about a specific boy, and all those posts have been exactly how I feel towards him. I don’t want to give too much detail, because I am afraid of judgement. (C’mon I am only human.) But I will say this, I have seen him twice in the past week and to say it was magical is an understatement. Seeing him makes me feel excited, nervous, butterflies in my stomach and much more. The great thing about it all is as soon as we talk, everything goes away and I am absolutely comfortable. He is an incredible human and I may not know him well enough, but my feelings are true and real. (Gut feelings you know?)

But yesterday, something came to my attention which left me upset, to say the least. It seems, he has a girlfriend. Now, I’m not saying he was actively out there flirting with me, while the whole time he’s had a girlfriend. But there is absolutely no denying that there is something between us. So, as you can imagine this news came as a bit of shock. Like a normal girl, my eyes welled up and there were stings in my heart.

While I thought about all of this, I thought about what this all meant. Because being the person I am, everything in life has a reason to be happening. Suddenly, my romantic side had an explanation. Nothing in life is worthwhile if you don’t have to fight for it, you wouldn’t appreciate it as much. And have you seen a great love story if there wasn’t a struggle/conflict. Now, I hear all the realists and skeptics out there rolling their eyes and saying “oh no, this girl is so delusional.” But hear me out. If you are the kind of person that follows your instincts and gut feelings, you’ll know exactly why I’m saying what I am. When you know, you just know. And you are 100%, absolutely, positively sure. You can’t explain the why, or how but it just is.

So here’s my rational: He’s happy right now and if you care for someone you want them happy. So he’ll be in the relationship for a while. And he’ll learn and he’ll grow and go through everything you do in a relationship. Now I have no confirmed details and I don’t know her personally, but there are a lot of things that I can see as future problems. (Am I rationalizing this for my own benefit? Maybe. Am I giving myself excuses to still believe in this? Maybe.)

But you know what, it’s fine. Because in the mean time, I’m going to sort my life out. I have goals and dreams I want to fulfill in my life. There are so many things in my life right now that just don’t make me qualified to be in a relationship. (That’s the realistic rational Vicky speaking.) There are places I want to live and things I want to do, that being attached to someone wouldn’t allow me to fully enjoy them. I want to live abroad for a year, and long distance could potentially destroy the relationship. So while he’s happily in this relationship, that for my sake, won’t last forever, I’m gonna do me.

And as an individual I think it’s okay for me to say that. To figure out my life first. Having my own life can only benefit me. He’ll find me more appealing and I’ll have my things I can be proud of. Now, I hear many of you saying “You won’t be swearing off guys as a whole, right? You’ll still give other guys a chance.” And the truth is I don’t know. In my (delusional) mind he’s perfect for me and with the way my brain works, I’d only compare him to everyone else. (But you’ve never really been with him, and you’re idealizing a relationship based solely on what you know! Are you crazy?)

Here’s the full truth. In my mind I’ve always had the idea of what a perfect guy for me would be. Or at least what I look for in a guy. Now sure, there are qualities you can’t be sure of until you’re actually with them. But most of my list is actually based on seeing how they are with other people and how they act with strangers.( I think that actually says a lot about a person) So if I I go down my list (maybe I’ll write it out on another post sometime) he basically checks off every single aspect from the ‘things that are necessary’, to the ‘things that I’d really like’, to the ‘these aren’t necessary but they’d be nice’. And I think part of me has always known. I’ve been in long relationships and short ones, and there’s always been things missing. Almost as if my heart was telling me, “he’s not it, there’s someone better out there”. Like, my heart has known it all along that it was him. (Whoa, V what the heck are you even saying. You’re saying this guy you don’t really know is the love of your life? Man, you really are crazy.) I can’t know anything for sure. What I do know is this, life has a plan and fate will play its part. So meanwhile, I’m going to go out and live my life and do what I want to until it’s time and fate brings the right person to me, (Which you seem to imply is him…)

Meanwhile I’ll have my days where I’ll be very sad about the situation, and others like today where I’ll feel motivated. But whatever day it is, I’m going to really live my life. I realize this post to people who don’t know me or don’t understand how I work, may sound delusional and maybe even psychotic. All I ask is that you trust me. But more importantly the message of this post is this: always, always, always look for the bright side. There is always a bright side. Sometimes you might have to dig a little deeper. I’m going to go out into the world, accomplish things that I want to for myself and be proud of it. When the time is right, fate will present my perfect man (which I really hope is actually him) and then I’ll be ready. I think I have rambled on long enough today. Look at that 3 posts, in the same week! It’s like Christmas! (Or the diary of a crazy person!) Either way I hope you enjoyed it! Please feel free to leave comments below!

Much love always! 

xx

V

Is It Really Possible?

In this world there are realists and dreamers, or at least that’s what people say. I believe a person can be a healthy balance of both. For example, I consider myself a mix of both. More often than not, I do go with dreams and taking chances. Because if you live in the “realistic” world all the time, it can get a bit depressing. You need dreams to make you fight for something greater and believe in destiny, fate, and amazing things. That’s my thought anyways. 

Realists often don’t believe in love at first sight, or a lot of things relating to love being much more than just a feeling. The dreamer side of me believes in all that and more. I believe that there is one perfect person for everyone out there in the world. Which is probably why I stress out so much, because I’m in search of my perfect man. Don’t get me wrong, I think there are a lot of good matches out there in the world that you could live a perfectly happy life with, but there is only one PERFECT person for you. 

I say this because I THINK I found mine, except he doesn’t know it. I don’t know him well enough to be absolutely positively sure, the realist side of me says. But in my gut, I know. Which leads me to the “THINK” status I’m in.

Who is this guy you might ask? Well I won’t say much but I’ll say this: he’s wonderful. He’s kind. He’s funny. He’s family oriented. There is a shine in his eyes that shine brighter than the sun. His smile can light up a whole room and make you forget all your troubles. When he looks at you it feels like no one else exists in the world. I admire him. He is talented. His hug makes you feel safe. He’s confident. He’s unique. He has personality. He has his fashion style and is completely unapologetic for it. He’s a reader, an explorer. He’s thoughtful. He’s silly. He’s someone I’d like to spend every day smiling with. He’s the person I want next to me, when I just can’t handle life. He’s the person I want to wake up and realize I’m the girl for him. He makes my heart beat at a million per second. My hands can’t stop shaking around him. He makes me see how beautiful this world really is. And I can only hope one day we can be together and enjoy this big world around us.

You’re probably thinking, is this person even real? Yes he is. Do you know him personally? Yes I’ve met him a few times. Does he know how you feel? Nope. And the reason for that is simple. I want things to evolve naturally from a friendship to a partnership. And when the time is right, I’ll take that chance and tell him everything I did on this post. Just know, whatever happens in this life he will always have a very dear place in my heart. My dreamer side reassures me that this life has great plans for me, and it’s in fate’s way that we will ultimately end up together. For now though, my dreamer and realist sides can agree on one thing, fight for what you want. And I will. 

Much love always.